"Told you, Silas. My brother and sis will kill you. You're dead — Bleh!"
Silas had his eyes wide open as he stared at the large screen on the stage. Even though Axel could barely open his swollen and blacked eyes, he could feel the look of ridicule behind his gaze. His chest rumbled as he breathed out a jagged breath, turning his head in Dominic's direction on instinct.
"What…"
"Motherfucker," Silas trailed off at Primo's airy side comment, but he couldn't take his attention away from Dominic.
Silas was so sure his plan for tonight was clean and smooth. He had waited for this, planned for it for many years, and executed it tonight after years of extended patience. He fought a patient fight, knowing he had to be careful if he wanted to end the Zhu family without getting implicated in it.
What happened?
